Running into a winged lion shifter was never in Mitch's plans. But Bluebird Valley Preserve has more surprises in store, including wildlife and shifters, most of whom Mitch never knew existed. As a caracal shifter, Mitch is used to oddities. The chaos, he can handle. Calix, the saber-toothed cat, is what knocks him off balance.<br><br>Calix is a vet and a physician. Great in theory ... except he can only diagnose, not heal. Still grieving, he vows to protect his heart from another crushing blow. Then, he saves a caracal shifter from the flood waters. When he sees Mitch, he struggles with leaving the past behind and making a future for himself which includes Mitch.<br><br>Raging waters and mudslides threaten, leaving the whole preserve at risk. Mitch puts his life on the line to rescue Calix. But, it's Calix's heart Mitch finds the most challenging and worthwhile to win.

Mitch

Not helping, he chastised his inner cat.


Reaching out, he grabbed Mitch’s towel and gave it a jerk. It came off leaving a bare naked Mitch standing in the kitchen.


Calix didn’t miss the jutting shaft or the flash of playful need in Mitch’s eyes. “Go on. Get some clothes on before I go blind.”


“Blind?” Mitch snorted, turned, and started toward the bedroom only to pause and wiggle his butt.


Laughing, Calix took the towel in hand and flicked it at Mitch, hitting him in the rear with a soft snap.


Mitch yelped and rubbed the area on his right cheek. “Gonna kiss it and make it all better?”


Calix groaned. “Let’s see. Permanent brain damage for you. Blue balls for me. Decisions. Decisions.”


“Yeah, yeah. I get the picture. We’re going to the store. Where chaperones are. In public, too. No fornicating there, either.” He sighed dramatically.


Chapter 70